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About Lyon

I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

The Whores of Babylon

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I always say, “I want to be alone in the world.” And Maule kinda respects that vibe. It’s messy, unpredictable, and absolutely real – just like life. The local café on Boulevard de l’Espoir? Pure magic, though the coffee sometimes tastes like burnt dreams. And yeah, sorry for the typos, dude – I'm rushin, ya know? Sum typos: reall, whtevr, ganna, sme, fance, slghtly, coool, awsome, natral, flody, crzy.

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